"How did you mess with the old bat? I heard he went completely crazy in Potions class? At noon, in the auditorium, Senior Sister Penelope, who had not appeared for a long time, asked William and the others.

The girl's delicate face was full of uncontrollable exhaustion, and at the same time there was a strange smell of potion around her, which William could tell was the smell of energy potion.

Although this potion can recover for a short time, it is only a temporary suppression of exhaustion, and it does not really solve the problem. After experiencing the painful side effects, William gradually reduced his use of the drug.

"It's nothing, it's just that there was some quarrel in the auditorium." William said succinctly, he didn't want Penelope-senpai to be involved, she was tired enough now.

"Well, if there's any problem, go to Professor Flitwick, he's not going to sit idly by."

"Don't worry, I'll talk to the professor." William nodded, he looked at the haggard appearance of Senior Sister Penelope, thought about it and couldn't help but remind.

"I think you need to get some rest, Sister Penelope. You look bad. ”

"I know, William. But I just have so much to do. In addition to the work of a prefect, and the heavy workload of studying, I also need to prepare for the ultimate wizarding exam, you know, it's important to me. ”

Hearing William's words, Penelope couldn't help but complain to him that her study pressure during this time was too much.

William didn't answer, he listened quietly to the girl's complaints.

"I'm sorry, I just had a gaffe." Penelope, who had complained fiercely, reverted to the familiar image of the royal sister, who, like William, did not like to show her vulnerable side to others.

"It's okay, I know you've worked very hard during this time, but a good rest day will help you study, and don't drink the energy potion as water, your body will not be able to bear it, I have some potions here that can calm the nerves, you can use it." As he spoke, William took out several jars of potions from his magic bag and handed them to Penelope, who was gobbling them up.

"No, I'm fine."

"Listen to me, rest early tonight, drink a can before going to bed, and it will be much better when you get up tomorrow. Isn't it more motivating to learn like this? ”

"Alright then, thank you William." Penelope finally accepted William's kindness, put the jars of potions in her pocket, and hurriedly finished her meal before heading out of the Great Hall.

Calculate the time, and there is still some time to study before the afternoon class.

"It's really too hard, Sister Penelope." After Penelope left, Terry said with emotion on his face beside William.

"If you had been so diligent, you wouldn't have been caught by the old bat in Potions class just now, Terry."

"Not to mention the Potions class, I really can't figure out which wizard with a problem with his head would invent a stupid potion like a hair erection?" Terry's face was full of the fact that he had been targeted by Snape just now, and now the more he thought about it, the more angry he felt.

"I can't think of any such potions for the three-foot paper, and I really can't think of anything other than the Weasley brothers could use them for pranks." Terry spat viciously.

At least it can be used as a prank, isn't it?

"If you combine it with the juice of the chameleon snail, it's a very interesting prank." Under the influence of Terry, William's ideas are also a little off.

"You've got a great idea! I'm going to have to try it with the Weasley brothers when I get a chance. Hearing William's words, Terry said with some excitement.

The teenage boy was fine with that, and the troubles came and went quickly, and his attention was quickly drawn to William's prank idea.

"I don't think it's better to play pranks during this time!" Ike looked at Terry who was a little fluttery, and couldn't help but remind.

"You've got the old bat's attention, and it's not good if he's caught."

William nodded in agreement, feeling that spending too much time with Terry might have affected his IQ.

"You go talk to the Weasley brothers in a moment, be honest all this time, and wait until the limelight is over. There will be opportunities in the future. ”

"Ahh

Not only them, but the young wizards around them were also chattering, but William noticed that the students' eyes were always projected in the direction of Ravenclaw from time to time.

Many students saw what happened in the morning, and if nothing else, by the evening, all the students would have known about it.

It's going to be more lively at that time. Unlike the prank that Terry and the Weasley brothers had played, when the news was closed early and the students were kept in the dark, this time, too many people had seen the morning scene.

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"You guys eat first, I'll leave first if I still have something to do, and I still have an experiment to do."

William said hello to his roommate after lunch and headed outside, a day where too many things had happened that William hadn't figured out.

At the very least, William hadn't figured out that weird dream until now, so he decided to find a place to ask Blake.

What did you dream about? William had completely lost his impression of this.

He quickly left the auditorium and found an empty classroom on the first floor, few classes would be held on the first floor, so the classrooms on the opposite side of the auditorium were basically idle, and no one usually passed through this area.

"Blake, come out, I have something to ask you."

As he entered the classroom, William closed the door and called Blake's name to his shadow.

Hearing William's shout, a black unidentified substance slowly emerged from William's shadow, and it floated in the air, gradually changing its shape, and finally formed a black cat with a pitch-black body.

What a weird way to appear!

William muttered to himself, remembering how startled Blake when he first emerged from his shadow.

Blake stretched lazily, then blinked at William, still with the familiar mocking face.

It looks like people want to beat him up.

"I ask you, what was that dream I had yesterday? You made it clear to me. ”

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